Amid the smoke and craters,
two figures slowly emerged, one horizontal and one vertical.
"Vice Admiral Garp!"
"Vice Admiral Garp has fallen!"
"Is a new Emperor about to be born?!"
"Even Vice Admiral Garp..."
"Can we still win this war?!"
Garp had an extraordinary constitution and was still conscious, but blood kept spilling from his mouth, and his internal organs had been torn apart.
His right fist was twisted out of shape, mangled by the immense force until it looked like a twisted rope.
His right arm was most likely useless.
Sarutobi Hiruzen ignored Garp on the ground and slowly walked out of the crater.
He swept his gaze around, but not a single person dared meet his eyes!
Garp's defeat plunged the Navy into utter silence. Even the Three Admirals drew deep breaths, chills running down their spines.
Not all of them agreed with Garp's sense of justice, but both the powerful men of his generation and those who came after him recognized his prestige.
The legendary Vice Admiral had earned his reputation through sheer strength—strength so overwhelming that he had once kept even the Pirate King in check!
No Admiral could match his renown.
Yet now Garp lay motionless on the ground, utterly defeated!
"Even Garp..."
Sengoku clenched his teeth, sweat dripping from his temples.
"This is bad..."
The Navy had suffered a devastating blow to both morale and strength, and Garp had clearly been taken out of the fight.
With Impel Down having fallen and Garp defeated, the Navy was at a loss.
Could they still win this war?
For a moment, the entire battlefield fell into an eerie silence once more.
On one hand, both the Navy and the Pirates were stunned by the fierce, brutal clash of legends.
On the other, neither side knew what